And in the Beginning...
This posting might be my first but today wasn’t the beginning! Long, long ago,...no, scrap that, I am not writing a fairy tale. Seriously, I wanted to be a writer in fourth grade but soon learned that the technical aspects of grammar were quite difficult. How could I be a writer if I couldn’t spell and didn’t understand a dangling modifier? Well, there goes that dream, right?
I am going to be an artist! Wait, not so fast. Like most overly indulgent college students, I started to journal. In fact, I journaled in my sketchbooks because I was able to best visualize with words. I am a mediocre artist at best. I got my degree in Fine Art and went on to a fabulous career in retail. What else is one supposed to do with an art degree if their art is meh?
I still loved the arts but with a career move into corporate HR, I decided, at the age of thirty, I needed a business degree. I spent two years working toward that degree and received my MBA in 2001, right before the world fell apart and I found the job market in a free fall.
Hey, let us try teaching! I was lucky enough to get a job teaching business communications at FAU for several semesters, but that job did not work out. Nobody wanted to take a woman who looked twelve seriously. Can you imagine asking your professor how old they were? Well, they did. I was thirty-four. I only told them I was old enough to be a teacher born in the sixties, but that job was not my calling.
Motherhood came next and it has been and still is an amazing journey. After taking some time with my girls, I began my writing adventure. I know what a dangling modifier is now; I commit that and many other grammar blunders all the time. I have so many ideas and I am excited to share them all with you!